My Math Proffesor

Chapter 8

"I know its wrong, but Im weak"
                                    - Hoyt Axton

Angelica

I woke to a throbbing headache, rolling around my bed thinking what time is it? When my eyes landed on a concerned looking Allie in her pjs sitting on my bed with a glass of  water and what looks like an advil.

I squinted my eyes, I feel like they were gonna shut any second by how heavy they felt.

"Allie? What are you doing here? Is everything okay?" My voice all groggy.

Her eyebrows furrowed. " You don't remeber what happened last night?"

"Last night? Its still a bit blurry but It'll come to me eventually" I slowly sat up the bed. She sighed heavily and handed me the water and advil.

I chugged it all down before asking
"So what did happen last night? Don't tell me I drank so much and embarrassed myself?" I snorted. Yeah, no way.

Her worried expression didn't disappear from her face. "What was the last thing you remember?"

Hmm. I went through my memories from last night-well what I could remember anyways- I remember hanging with Danny, me buying a drink from the bar, Danny leaving to grind on someone and - a revelation dawned on me, my eyes widened.

"Oh my God, Mr Wilson was at the club last night Als!" I exclaimed. My head throbbed from my sudden movement.

"But everything else is still a bit blurry" I touched my forehead with my palm. I remember talking to him then walking away from him.

I was pulled away from my train of thought when Allie grabbed my hands. "I don't know how to say this properly.." She looked straight into my eyes and it made me so worried, what had happened?

"Angie you were assaulted last night by a human dirtbag from the club"

I could feel my eyes widened even more. I was what?

"Danny left you alone and you were on your own when that douche went up to you" She continued, her voice filled with remorse.

She continued to explain what happened but I tuned her out as everything suddenly came crashing down on me which made my head throb even more. The douche who tried to take me away and Mr. Wilson who saved me. I let that all sink it.

I looked down at my wrist and saw that bruises had form from where that man grabbed me, I frowned in disgust.

God, that was terrifying, I never want that to happend to anyone. Why did people like him have to exist? Tahnkfully people like Mr. Wilson also existed.

"Please dont leave me"

I squeezed my eyes shut. Did I just say that to him? I ran my hand throught my hair as I let out a breath.

".. And Im so sorry that happened Angie, someone should have been with you. I should've been with you"

I looked at my best friend incredulously, she can't be blaming herself for this. "No, none of this is your fault, I shouldnt have been walking alone, I should've stayed at the bar."

If I didn't ran away from Mr. Wilson, none of this would've happened. My mind flashed to me clinging onto him like a baby. I groaned falling down on my bed again, covering my face with my hands. How am I supposed to face him now?

Allie layed down next to me. "Are you really okay though?"

I turned my head to her  and gave a reassuring smile "I am, I mean it was terrifying and Im probably not gonna go to a club for a really long time but Ill get throught it."